As I look over the room, a few things become clear to me.
One, this whole place is on high alert. Armed guards are swarming everywhere, and I don’t think it will take much for them to start shooting.
Two, I have no idea why I’m here. I have no memory of how I got here, or what my purpose is. I just remember doing some paperwork before the alarms started ringing.
Three, I am not the target of the guards. They’ve already discovered my location, but are leaving me untouched as they go about their business.
Smiling at my interesting predicament, I decide to investigate the area. It is a lavish, elegantly decorated mansion. I am slightly embarrassed at how ostentatious it is.
Hmm. One of the guards seems to bear an uncanny resemblance to Millicent, my ex-girlfriend from back in high school. In fact, most of the guards look familiar. One resembles my paralegal, Jeremy, one resembles Professor Johnson from law school.
I wonder if I’m actually dreaming. That would make sense. I have no memory of ever living in a lavish mansion, or anything close to that. I also do not remember ever taking on a case that could possibly invite entire SWAT teams over to my place.
But regardless of whether or not it’s a dream, what are the guards after? Who are they looking for?
I decide to check out the library. Once again, this is orders of magnitude bigger than the library I remember having, and I don’t even recognize most of the books.
But I do somehow figure out that there might be a hidden passageway inside. The kind that opens when you pull out the secret book…
Holy shit, I was right. This is a secret passageway. And more than that, I can hear footsteps coming from within.
I step inside, as the footsteps grow louder. Closer. Suddenly, the doorway closes behind me, and something hits me, hard.
I stagger backward, pinned to the closed doorway. After a second, I get my bearings, and take a look at what’s in front of me.
Or rather, who is. It’s a woman, one that I’ve never met before. She’s dressed in a black jumpsuit that covers her entire body besides the head. Her face is rather pretty, with green eyes, an expression of shock that looks incredibly cute, and long, brunette hair to top it off.
To cut a long description short, she’s absolutely gorgeous.
But who the hell is she?
“Who are you?”
And then I hear it, the sound of an army headed straight for us. And then I know; they are after her.
“Help me.” She says.
Instinctively, I decide to listen to her.
“Okay, but how…?” I look around the room. Straight ahead, I can hear the footsteps heading for us. Behind me, the door is closed. And to the left…
…Huh? That’s strange. When did a door open over there?
The woman looks over to the doorway as well, and breathes a sigh of relief.
“Come on.” She says, grabbing my hand. “This way.”
I follow her through the doorway, and it quickly slams shut behind us. To my utter shock, there’s a backdoor in here that leads straight out of the mansion, and there is a car right outside.
But for whatever reason, I’m too protective of this girl, and too terrified of the armed guards to even think about doing anything other than following her out.
We arrive at the car, and she opens up the trunk. It’s then that I realize that she has a briefcase with her.
“What’s that?” I ask.
She puts the briefcase inside the trunk, and slams it shut.
“I’ll explain everything later, I promise.” She says, walking up to me. “But right now, I’m in danger, and I need your help.”
“Alright, alright.” I say. “What do you need me to do?”
“Just come with me, alright? Just get in the car, and I’ll drive us both to safety.”
“Okay.” I say.
We both enter the car, she in the driver’s seat, and me in the passenger seat. As soon as we fasten out seat-belts, she revs up the engine and drives us out of there.
Strangely enough, we aren’t followed out. I look out of the window and see that a giant wall has mysteriously blocked out everyone behind us. There is no question about it now; I am dreaming.
I look over, to the girl. She’s calmly driving on, and I don’t want to take my eyes off her.
I suppose this is nothing more than one big fantasy after all. A pretty girl, lots of danger, and a daring escape. Pretty much all the ingredients a single man needs for his dreams.
Ah well, but even if it is a dream, I intend to savor it to the fullest.
Soon enough, we reach a cottage. It isn’t anywhere near as lavish as the mansion I’d started in, but it seems like a nice and comfy place. The girl and I enter the place, the girl holding her briefcase in hand.
She tells me to take a seat while she goes upstairs. A few minutes later, she comes back down.
“It’s all taken care of.” She says, with an ecstatic and beautiful smile.
“What’s taken care of?”
“I had to retrieve something very important from the mansion, and thanks to you, I did.” She says.
“Well, you’re welcome.” I say.
She inches closer to me, and puts one hand on my shoulder. “I really mean it, you know. I am grateful. Thank you, Jamie.”
“What, are you going to kiss me now?” I say, chuckling. “Well, this is just my dream, after all, so of course you will.”
The girl’s eyes widen in amazement, before she chuckles.
“You’re right, Jamie, this is a dream. But I assure you, I’m quite real.”
“I’m not just a figment of your imagination. I’m an actual human being.”
“Seriously? But then you must be like, you know, a projection of mine or something.”
“No, I’m not a projection, Jamie. All those guards we escaped from were projections, but not me.”
“But, then, what the hell are you doing in my dream?” I say, standing up.
“I’ll explain everything soon enough.” She says. “But first, I think a little celebration is in order.”
Her arms wrapping around my waist make it pretty clear what kind of celebration she’s talking about.
“Uh…are you sure we should…?”
She puts one finger to my lip, and her smile is just so irresistible. “Just relax, Jamie.”
Before I know it, her lips are on mine. And that’s definitely helping me relax.
What happens next is almost like a trance. We’re both in a bedroom, and she’s taking off my clothes. We kiss, and we kiss again, and then she’s on top of me.
And then I feel a wonderful surge of pleasure, and she gleefully moans my name as well.
And then I feel really, really giddy.
The girl presses her warm body to mine, and I wrap my arms around her.
“Mmm…” I hear myself say.
“Just relax.” I hear her say as she caresses my hair.
I feel sleepy just being next to her. Everything about her is so overwhelming. Her touch, her scent, her voice.
I briefly open my eyes, and see the most comforting and angelic face smiling at me.
“How did it feel?” she says.
“It felt…wonderful.” I stutter out, my eyelids getting droopy again.
“It’s alright.” She says as I close my eyes. “Just relax.”
I completely lose myself in her warm embrace. It feels so wonderful. I don’t want to leave this place. I don’t want her to go anywhere.
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